My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 22
The Qingxin Hall at Xiaxi Peak is majestic and grand, empty and quiet. In the middle of the hall stands a huge pillar that reaches the sky. The sun shines through the zenith and falls on the pillar body with black copper clouds, adding a sacred light to the giant pillar.

This is a pilaster according to the spirit, which can measure the properties, toughness, thickness and strength of the spirit root.

Yun Chi and the others followed behind Jiang Guo. As soon as they entered the hall, they saw a man and a woman standing with their hands behind their hands in front of the Zhaoling pilaster.

The man is extremely tall, with long bright pale hair hanging down to his knees, and a soft and gentle face; the woman wears a deep red, black and gold-rimmed wide-sleeved skirt, with a distant and indifferent expression, and the top of her head just reaches the man's chest and shoulders.

'What a beautiful woman! '

Yun Chi was amazed in his heart, couldn't help but glanced twice, and immediately received a cold glow from the woman, so he lowered his head, followed Jiang Guo in a regular manner and continued to walk towards the two, thinking to himself: "Beauty of the iceberg!" '

"Second elder, third elder."

Jiang Guo stopped in front of the round platform of the Zhaoling pilaster, and did not climb up the steps. He folded his hands back and forth on his chest, and bowed to the two of them, very respectful.

The preparatory disciple followed suit and bowed to the two of them, but he didn't dare to look up.

"Keep your heads up, don't be restrained."

The male voice was old and hoarse, out of tune with his appearance, Yun Chi was originally a bold one, but now he was even more curious, and was the first to raise his head to look at the man naked.

God is really fair, if you open a window, you must also close a door.

When all the dozen or so preparatory disciples raised their heads, the man showed a breezy smile and continued:

"I am Ye Yang, I live in Shangqiu Peak, you can call me the second elder. The person next to me is Ye Shuanghong, the master of Xiaqiu Peak, and I am the third elder of Ling Jianzong."

Everyone respectfully bowed again, "Second Elder, Third Elder."

Ye Yang said: "Which one is the person who presented the tripod?"

"Second Elder, this little fairy friend on the far left." After speaking, Jiang Guo stepped back towards the side of the hall and stood aside.

"Okay, let's start from the far right. You all come forward one by one, and wait for me to test whether the spiritual roots are complete."

Yun Chi was deeply hurt by his words, lowered his head slightly, and secretly pursed his mouth, thinking that no one knew.

Ye Yang saw it, smiled slightly, and waved to the preparation disciples on the far right side of the queue.

The young woman who stepped forward, wearing a pink and white gauze shirt, Xiaojiabiyu was very cute, showing an innocent and sweet smile to Ye Yang, Yun Chi felt that the smile on Ye Yang's face became more and more warm.

I saw Ye Yang standing upright with his left palms close together, circulating his spiritual power four feet in front of the woman's forehead, and a bright beam of spiritual power shot out from his palm immediately, connecting with the woman's eyebrows in an instant.

At the same time, a blue halo slowly overflowed from the woman's body. At first, it was faint and almost invisible. After a while, the light rose sharply. With Ye Yang's spiritual force, the blue halo gradually separated and gradually formed a fan shape.

Looking at it, Yun Chi looked like a large turntable used in a lottery draw in a shopping mall, not to mention quite intuitive.

"No. 830 No. [-], Mizuki dual spiritual roots, Mizuki equal." Jiang Guo took out a jade slip and quickly recorded it.

Afterwards, Ye Yang continued to cast spells to test their effectiveness, and all 14 people in a row had dual spiritual roots, either one side was powerful, or both sides were evenly balanced, and the best was no more than three to seven points.

Until Xiao Guanfeng, as soon as the spiritual power entered his body, the hall was immediately shrouded in golden light, resplendent and bright. Ye Yang was pleasantly surprised, and shouted again and again: "Okay, okay, okay! My Lingjian Sect has finally produced a gold-type Tianlinggen Disciple, okay, okay."

A single line of Heavenly Spiritual Roots is rare, there can be only one person in a hundred thousand people, among the Heavenly Spiritual Roots, the metal lineage is the most precious, the metal is strong, and Ling Jianzong is based on the Dao of Swords, which complement each other.

Ye Yang asked Xiao Guanfeng about his name, and ordered him to stand beside Jiang Guo, it seemed that there was another arrangement.

Yun Chi, who had been paying close attention to Xiao Guanfeng, sensed something was wrong. Ye Shuanghong, who stayed beside Ye Yang silently, seemed to be flustered before and after Xiao Guanfeng met. Although she tried her best to hide it, Yun Chi caught a trace flaw.

"Ye Yang is doing the disciple test by himself. Could it be that this third elder came to see my man specially?" '

Yun Chi, who was not even considered a formal disciple, secretly listed Ye Shuanghong, the third elder of Ling Jianzong, as a dangerous person.

Behind Xiao Guanfeng is Xingshi. After Ye Yang injected spiritual power into Xingshi's body, the brows that were smiling a second ago were tightly knit together. It wasn't just him. Yun Chi noticed that in the whole hall, except himself, everyone else Waiting all looked at Xingshi with disbelief.

Just like a bumpkin frog who has lived half his life in a deep well, one day he jumps out of the well and has the look of looking at the sky.

Looking at the human realm, anyone with the spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, whose spiritual power is intensified through the spiritual roots, will inevitably appear in the color of gold, or blue, or blue, or red, or brown. will be white.

Ye Yang was extremely astonished in his heart and couldn't explain it.

If it is a pseudo-spiritual root, it doesn't look like it.

The spiritual power is unimpeded in the young man in front of him, and the energy contained in the spiritual power has also been magnified dozens of times in his body. It must be the result of the catalysis of the spiritual root. He is very talented, not inferior to the heavenly spirit root.

Ye Yang: "What's your name?"

"Starstone."

Ye Yang: "Well, the spiritual roots in your body are special, and I will meet the suzerain later and make a decision."

Within a day, two geniuses emerged. Ye Yang felt that the atmosphere today was particularly gratifying, and he couldn't help but fantasize about it. It seems that it is no longer a dream for me, Ling Jianzong, to become the number one cultivator in the upper world.

After the star stone passed, there was only one preparatory disciple selected by the first spiritual root trial, and Ye Yang called her to come forward, even with some enthusiasm.

Unexpectedly, the woman went straight up to the round platform and stood less than two feet away from Ye Yang with a "swish". Perhaps it was a happy event that made people feel sorry for him, but Ye Yang was not angry, instead Ye Shuanghong who was next to him glanced at the woman, seeming displeased , but did not order the woman to back down.

The girl has a pair of triangular hanging eyes, her skin color is yellowish, and her facial features are all in the right place, so it can only be said that she is not too ugly.

"Second Elder, I'm afraid you won't be able to see clearly if you are far away, so I come forward and ask Second Elder not to be offended."

Its appearance is not good, but its voice is as clear and moving as a lark.

Ye Yang was bathed in the joy of getting two genius disciples, so he was naturally very tolerant. He nodded and smiled at the woman, and stretched out his left palm.

There was no halo around the woman, but it was like a magnet, absorbing all the spiritual power from Ye Yang, and even turned against the guest to take the initiative to absorb more.

"Luo Wuqing, you are bold!"

A moment later, following Ye Yang's loud shout, the white spirit column in his palm expanded and became thicker, flashing a dark brown-red light, striking the woman with full attack power.

The palm is fierce and ruthless.

Luo Wuqing turned slightly sideways to avoid the palm wind, made a right cross step, and stood lightly a few feet away. When she looked at her again, the preparatory disciples who hadn't seen much of the world gasped and stood there dumbfounded. .

There are beauties in the peerless generation, and there are lovers in Ziyun.

Pick flowers without mercy, goodbye is in the afterlife.

The sentient lord Luo Wuqing has shown his true appearance, with peachy eyes and a smile, full of all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Apprentice Ye Yang, long time no see, I miss you as a teacher."

The tone is soft and lingering.

Ye Yang, who was still blown by the spring breeze a moment ago, had a dark face, clenched his molars, and said bitterly: "I repeat, I... am not... your apprentice."

(End of this chapter)